Chapter 1: why hello there

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I threw my hair back. My waves fell against my back. I put on a pink Floyd tee and black skinny jeans. My bright blue eyes glimmered in the mirror. My red lips were matching perfectly. I flipped my hair and tripped over a shoe. Today was gonna be a good day.

I stood outside waiting for ani to show up. She is my closest friend. As her car pulled up she hit my mailbox.
"Smooth moves, sand paper," I said chuckling.
"Hey bitch, if you want to be safe and NOT run into mail boxes you probs shouldn't of hung out with me," she said with a smirk.
"True."

As we entered the mall I could just hear the delightful sound of children crying and little Mexican babies getting their ears pierced at Claire's. 12 year olds were walking around in booty shorts and you could just taste the diabetes in the food court. Ahhh, america.

We walked in to our favorite store, hot topic, and looked around. I was looking at band merch when my hand bumped into a strong one.
"Sorry," we Both said at the same time.
I looked up and saw my dream boy. Light brown hair, lip piercing, green eyes, and of corse he was 6'0. I'm only 5'10 so that's my ideal height. I let go of the shirt and try to back away smoothly.
"I'm just gonna go-," I got cut off because I tripped over a clothing rack.
"Oh shit let me help you up," he said.
He pulled me up and didn't let go of my hand for a brief second.
"Hey, I'm Collin."
"I'm Abigail, but my friends call me Abby."
You could hear ani in the background oooohing.
"Nice to meet you, Abby. Do you have a kik?"
"Uh yeah here, I wrote it down on a price tag I ripped off of something, "here."
"Thanks, I'll text ya later."

"So what was that al about." ani said slurping her drink obnoxiously.
"I don't know, but holy giraffe anus he was cute."

We then proceeded to stalk Collin all over the mall. I flippen freaked when I realized he was a gamer. We followed him into a lot of places, but the best one was when he went into Spencer's. He bought a batman glass with a cape. We went over to look at one.
"Interesting..." I said as I picked up the glass,"very inter-"...I dropped it.

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